[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

[Today I can finally walk independently without assistance! 】

[I tried swimming, which is very helpful for the rehabilitation of the upper limbs. 】

[Slowly walked into the field.Farmers bend over to harvest golden wheat against the blue sky. Although it is just heavy daily labor, there is always a special beauty. 】

[Moved, the new residence is closer to the Aegean Sea, the blue is like a gem, and the neat little white houses are super cute in clusters! 】

[I tried jogging today, and my nose was bruised and my face was swollen, hahahahahahaha. 】

[It's snowing, Christmas is coming, Merry Christmas! 】

"Merry Chrismas……"

The orange-haired young man closed the phone and said a word of blessing softly. The deputy beside him was stunned for a moment and raised his hand to push the sunglasses: "Mr. Zhongyuan, what did you say?"

I must have misheard, the Central Plains cadres probably meant to kill all of them and leave no one behind? !

"Huh? I said 'Merry Christmas'. After the busy get off work, I left work early and went back to get together with my family and friends."

He stuffed his cell phone into his coat pocket, pressed his hat tightly and jumped down the steps. After 5 minutes, he snatched all the heads of his subordinates, and left a sentence on the corpses on the ground in a smart way: "Call someone to clean up, get off work!"

Then he shook his coat and went back to the leader to report the progress of the work.

"Well... there is a situation..."

A in the black suit rubbed his chin and watched his boss's not tall but very reliable back gradually disappear, then turned his head and elbowed the deputy guy: "Mr. Zhongyuan was the first one to mention leaving get off work?!

You must know that Zhongyuan Zhong can almost be regarded as the most conscientious cadre in Hong Kong. He may let his subordinates go home early, but he has never left work early... Today is really unprecedented.

The deputy looked left and right and made a gesture of biting his ears, but did not restrain his volume: "Mr. Zhongyuan just received a text message, and after reading it, he became different. You said..."

A in the black suit instantly smiled kindly:

"It seems that Mr. Zhongyuan has also reached this age... It's not surprising, it's not strange. Apart from being a bit tall, you don't have any shortcomings at all. I don't know which woman with taste can recognize heroes... Na na..."

B, C, and D in black suits pricked up their ears and listened carefully, gathered together and formed a small circle to discuss repeatedly and came to a conclusion-"Send a message that everyone should be vigilant recently, and after discovering that girl, we must take good care of the Central Plains cadres." Keep an eye on her, and make sure that no men other than the Central Plains cadres will appear within three meters of her!"

"Mr. Zhongyuan's life plan, we will protect it!"

……

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing a coat and driving back to the port, of course didn't know what his subordinates were thinking about.He rushed all the way into the parking lot, and was still debating whether to give a Christmas present before stepping into the chief's office.

"Oh, Chuya-kun is here."

Mori Ogai was trying to persuade the blond loli to play a dress-up game, when he saw his capable man walk in, he wiped off the rippling smile from his face, and sat back at the desk looking very serious.

Zhongyuan Zhong also pretended that he hadn't seen anything just now, and briefly described the content of his previous work. The Hong Kong black leader who was completely out of business and nodded after listening: "Thank you, please go back."

The orange-haired young man took his hat and resigned immediately. Before he walked out of the office, he heard the middle-aged man behind him say in a gentle voice: "Christmas is coming, and Mr. Chuya said that it is time to hold a dinner party or let everyone rest?"

"Leader, you can do whatever you think is suitable, but I heard that many people prefer to spend the holidays with their families, but the dinner party is also very good. You can decide."

"Hmm... yes, Hongye-kun is probably looking forward to the family reunion very much. If that's the case, then rest well."

After chatting for a while, the young man walked out of the chief's office and raised his hand to rub his brows. He glanced at the phone in his pocket and decided to ask Sister Hongye what to give the young girl as a Christmas present.Since I said "I want to spend the holidays with my family",

Then we must take corresponding actions. Anyway, Miss Hongye will occasionally mention Miyin with a little regret... Ah, no, her current name is "Fujimaru Tachika", maybe this is her real name, "Miyin "It was just a small accident that appeared in the accident.

Over the past year, she has sent greetings and some daily trifles and anecdotes intermittently, sometimes at intervals of three to five days, sometimes at intervals of one or two weeks, and the longest interval is one and a half months.Of course, most of it is about the recovery of the body. Maybe it was the saying "I hope to see you healthy next time" at the farewell that caught her heart. Every message can be seen to be developing in a better direction.

To be honest, if he hadn't checked the information after he came back, he would have almost forgotten that Mi Yin had always existed in the world as a "dead person".How should I put it, at that time she was living a more lively life than most living people, and it was completely unimaginable if she didn't deliberately remind her.The first thing he did when he returned to the island country after the chance encounter was to investigate the information about the person "Fujimaru Tachika", and then... e, it's really shocking!

The savior...?

It has to be said that even in Hong Kong and black, it is rare to see such a persevering person, regardless of gender or age, but this kind of tolerance for pain and recognition of loss of control of the body-most people are at the beginning of rehabilitation. Within a month, you will give up completely due to various physical or psychological problems.

The sense of loss that you think you can do but you just can’t repel 70.00% of the rehabilitators, and the remaining 30.00% can’t stand the severe and continuous pain and would rather not be able to do it for the rest of their lives.

Fujimaru Tachika is an ordinary person, without any special talent in physical skills, and no supernatural powers. He is the kind of ordinary person who is thrown into the crowd and will immediately hide like a drop of water into the sea.But not everyone possesses the tenacity and courage shown in her. Probably this is the so-called rare species that becomes strong because of its own weakness.

[See the message, Merry Christmas. 】

He typed out the reply word by word, and when he went out, he happened to meet Guangjin Liulang who had also changed his clothes and got off work.

"Well, it's Mr. Nakahara, we're going to have a drink together, are you coming too?"

I originally planned to go home and rest, but after thinking about going back, I had nothing to do, so I just took off my coat and hung it on my hand, and walked directly to the bar opened by the members of the Hong Kong Black Lizard.

"I heard that some members of the traditional underworld in Tokyo have already started running milk tea shops. The financial crisis or something, I never thought it would affect the other world..."

"Satisfied, there is a dog group leader who even sent his subordinates to Thailand for surgery, and created an idol group of 'Backstreet Girls' to make their debut to make money. Compared with our boss, our boss is much more reasonable! Don't you think To take a stab?"

"No, let me make sacrifices for the boss elsewhere..."

Come on, let's go, let's gossip... Even the mafia has gossip, and after get off work, they are not all ordinary members. Even Guangjin seems to relax a lot. He has changed from a vicious party elite to a kind old man.

Nakahara also threw his coat aside, carefully folded his hat on top of the clothes, his eyes lost sight after drinking two glasses of alcohol, he stretched out his hand to grab the arm of Guangjin Liulang next to him, and started chattering endlessly.

"Let me tell you... ah... it's beyond the mark..."

"It's okay, Mr. Nakahara has always been like this."

Mr. Guangjin calmly waved to the dumbfounded young people to calm them down.

"This... is this so?" Li Yuandao moved a little far away without any trace, and saw that the Central Plains cadres had begun to fight wits and courage against the air. Thinking of his fighting power, he could still walk out of this bar today alive!

"Ah! It's like a mackerel floating in the air! No, I'm going to call and scold him!"

The old man Guangjin looked at the stupefied Zhongyuan Zhongya with a friendly face, took out his mobile phone, tapped the number with the note "Qingyan" and called, and it was no surprise that there was a beep that no one answered.

"Damn Dazai, told me to catch him and beat him to death! He dared to defect, and... and... Mi Yin refused to return to Yokohama."

His voice is getting softer, Mr. Hirotsu

Spreading his hands at him: "Miss Miyin, I also met once, she is a rare good girl. As for the details of this matter, I will help you ask Mr. Dazai?"

"Well, maybe Dazai will listen to you, here."

The silver-white mobile phone flew into Guangjin Liulang's hand in an arc, and the old man raised it to his ear seriously: "Moxi, Mr. Dazai? There is something I want to ask you about Miss Miyin..."

Before he could finish speaking, the mobile phone was snatched away by a black gloved hand, and a string of amazing curses was spat out almost breathlessly.Guangjin Liulang covered half of his ears and smiled at the stupefied melon-eaters: "Just wait for Mr. Zhongyuan to scold to his heart's content, he won't remember it."

In fact, the phone has not been connected from the beginning to the end, and now there is a busy tone-someone has already hung up on it.

"Mr. Dazai... is that the youngest cadre in history who defected more than three years ago?"

Tachihara Michizo touched the band-aid on his nose. You must know that this cadre can be said to be the psychological shadow of most of the Black Lizard veterans. Although he has defected for more than three years, there are many internal voices clamoring to arrest and execute him. , but no one took action—even the leader, Mori Ogai, didn't issue any order to kill, just let it go.

I have to say, this is an amazing talent.

Guangjin Liulang glanced at the lemon slice in his wine glass with a smile: "Yes, he used to be Mr. Zhongyuan's partner, the other one in Shuanghei."

This kind of old things can be stopped, Liyuan Michizao put away his curiosity and slumped on the desktop and continued to mutter Zhongyuan Zhong also said: "Then what should Mr. Zhongyuan do?"

"Of course he called his subordinates to send him back."

The old man picked up the mobile phone that the orange-haired youth put on the table, and the old god was dialing the number: "It's me, Guangjin, Mr. Zhongyuan is drunk, and the address is xxxxxx, please come as soon as possible."

Ignoring the howling ghosts and howling wolves, the old man hung up the phone, took out a cigarette in an extremely elegant and handsome manner, and lit it between his fingers.

Heh, your uncle is your uncle after all, how can the elders of the two dynasties be in vain?